The Scene: In the middle of the night someone has been drinkin’, and thinkin’...
- In Chicago, Coach Quenneville’s phone begins to ring…
...ring...ring...ring...ring
Quenneville: ...sleepy...Hello?
Boods: Hi Coach, it’s me.
Q: Boods? Why are you calling me…?
B: I just um, called…I...just wanted to say “Hi”
Q: It’s the middle of the night.
B: I know, I’m sorry…but…I miss you.
Q: ...pause...um,
B: You don’t have to say it back
Q: Boods you shouldn’t be calling me, we’re not together anymore…
B: Don’t worry, he won’t find out.
Q: But what about me?
B: You always were selfish
Q: I’ve changed
B: Not much
Q: I don’t treat goalies like I used to…
B: I know, that’s why I called…
Q: Boods…
B: Look, I know I complained all the time about how you would sit me after a good game, pull me before I could work through a rough spot
Q: I only thought I was doing what was best for both of us.
B: No, you were doing what was best for you, but I guess I didn’t know how good I had it actually.
Q: I played you as much as I thought I could
B: I know! I know that now…It’s just, things now…
Q: …with Anderson?
B: Don’t you EVER say his name! EVER!
Q: Ok, ok!
B: I’m sorry, it’s just that he’s like a machine…I don’t know how he does it.
Q: You’ll get your chance
B: I had my chance, things are different now…
Q: how so?
B: I just want to be back with you.
Q: Boods, you know I can’t do that, I’ve moved on…
B: Coach, please? Can’t you trade for me?
Q: What? No Boods, I can’t…
B: But I NEVER get to play anymore!
Q: I know, I’ve noticed...
B: You have?
Q: I keep my eye on you!
B: I didn’t know, I just thought you were all wrapped up in your new goalies. I mean, all I want is just one of a back-to-backs, that isn’t too much to ask, is it?
Q: Boods we can’t talk about this, you know that. What if someone found out?
B: I know, I was just hoping…
Q: ...soothingly...You’ve got a new coach now…
B: ...sigh...
Q: …and I’ve got new goalies, we can’t live in the past.
B: ...sob...
Q: Now Boods, don’t…
B: I can’t help it, I just want to play…sniff
Q: I know, It’ll be ok, I promise. You’ll be an UFA next season and find a coach that will treat you right, I just know it!
B: …maybe…
Q: It’s true, there’s a coach out there that will play you and appreciate you for who you are.
B: You think?
Q: Yes
B: But what if Sacco wants me back? And they offer me another one year deal?
Q: You’re better than that, turn it down!
B: Maybe you will need a solid backup…?
Q: Boods, we can’t talk about that…
B: Ok…
Q: Now get some rest, you never know when that machine might break down.
B: Ok! I’ll keep my chin up and my 5-hole tight!
Q: Way to be!
B: Ok, I’m going to go now.
Q: Goodbye Boods. And good luck!
B: Thanks Coach! Bye.
...click...
-From the Point
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